Life of a Useless Normboy

Chapter 2 - My instrumentality has lead me to another world, perhaps?

I woke up, my eyes in a blur motion.

The light shot inside my eyes. I slowly move my eyelids.

My retinas was bombarded with vibrant colors.

I adjusted my eyes to the brightness.

I see someone above me, a kind and gentle looking man.

Black hair, round glasses, gentle yet muscular physique. Why am I seeing a man above me?

Beside him was a woman lying on a bed. I couldn't see clearly.

The man gave me to the woman. 

A beautiful young woman with distinct light grey hair, smiling towards me.

The grey hair is probably natural.

What is happening?!

I held up my hands in panic. It's small and stubby.

(Ahhh!!)

I screamed. The woman and the man laughed a little.

"xxXX-xx-xxX"

What is she saying? My head is still fuzzy and I still can't see things clearly.

I couldn't understand what she is saying. 

Its not Japanese? Its not English? Was it Turkish? 

"XXXX----XxxxX" The gentle looking man replied with a faint smile, turn into a chuckle. 

What are they saying? 

I tried to sit up but my body couldn't move. 

"XxXXX--Xxx--xx"

"XxxXXX---XXxx-X" 

I turn my head around, from my blurry perspective I could make out two figures standing beside the woman and the man whom I figured that they are my parents. They were talking.

There was a man wearing a doctor's gown? He is a short man with ashy brown hair.

There was also another person beside the doctor. I can't see clearly.

Didn't I just died?

Confusion struck, until I came to the only conclusion this situation allowed. I had been reborn.

Its been two months. 

I finally got the fact that I was reincarnated onto another world.

I still can't remember what happened after I cut my wrist in my past life.

How did I get reborn? Was this a cycle of life? Is this how reality worked?

It seems that questioning these question won't let me remember.

So I abandoned the thoughts.

The weird thing is, I still got my 17 year old consciousness.

Not that there is a problem with it but the memories I retained is still inside my mind. At least erase my past.....

Its a little odd because I can't walk now.

Which is quite annoying, considering the fact that I was used to walking.

The maids don't let me leave my room. My father and mother sure is over protective.

My room is quite big. I have a large red and gold colored bassinet in the middle of the room. It just feels like a regular sized bed at this point. There are two tall and large dressers.